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Albums:

Drums! Drums! A Go Go (Hal Blaine) · Let There Be Drums/Drums Are My Beat! (Sandy Nelson) · Drums! Drums! A Go Go [MCA] (Hal Blaine) · Drums! Drums! A Go Go [Harkit UK] (Hal Blaine) · Counting Other Peoples Money (Keak da Sneak) · The Best of Yarbrough & Peoples (Yarbrough & Peoples) · Other Peoples Stories [Bonus Tracks] (Kari Ruesl├ątten) · Other Peoples Rooms (Mark-Almond Band) · Jazz at Peoples Church (A New Experience) (Bobby Felder) · Curtis Peoples (Curtis Peoples) – and 90 other albums »


miserable

Voice in Spanish escuscha la verdad en la musica
Yeah Babu, Dilated Peoples
Neighborhood Watch, worldwide
Expansion, Iriscience
Evidence, Babu
and justice for all who are miserable

[voice in Spanish: escuscha la verdad en la musica]

[Voice]
yeah Babu, Dilated Peoples
Neighborhood Watch, worldwide
(breaks!) never riddle little beats
See me on rap city be	-E-T spit graffiti
Present a full section of flavors that's robust
Dilated Peoples my brother we
miserable

Voice in Spanish escuscha la verdad en la musica
Yeah Babu, Dilated Peoples
Neighborhood Watch, worldwide
Expansion, Iriscience
Evidence, Babu
best-sellin book
And people in the clutch open they mouth too much
I drop bars so hard, the code explodes
And bells ring like don king fights ain't worth
-P. Barrett-

One of the greatest four letter words
My eyes have behold and my ears ever heard
I say every other thing come second and third
Love
of the wrayers, one of the promises swallowed without chewing gum
One of the deaf ear's dumber all of the time for all the years of drums
One of the wide-eyed soap
the stakes, up the antique
The better place, yo we land on winds
Dilated, Evidence, Alchemist, Big Twins

Check it out

[Chorus]

(Samples and cuts by
[Chorus 2X]

By the way, Chris Kinney get thicka for a nigga, c'mon

*Drum beat. . . make you feel the drum beat*
eased out of the slums
And the voice eased out of the drums
The sirens through their ears, they sung
Murder!
Telephone wire, sneakers hung
Murder!
And the voice eased out of the drums
The sirens through their ears, they sung
MURDER!
Telephone wire, sneakers hung
MURDER!
For the Black and young
Ringin' smooth in all the listener's ears
Fulfillin' the needs and plantin' the seeds of a jazz thing

King Oliver's group was a train comin' through
My rhymes as I kick them ( ? ) em to the beat
I'm advancin, people dancin in the street
To my drum, more wise words from the Chill one
You felt
the stakes, up the antique
The better place, yo we land on winds
Dilated, Evidence, Alchemist, Big Twins

Check it out

[Chorus]

(Samples and cuts by
stay bangin, my one, two thangin
Is exemplified by the comp left hangin
Percussion's our weapons, drums are smith & wesson's
Lyrics poppin off leaving
just enough room to cram the drums
In the corner over by the dodge
It was a fifty-four

With a mashed up door
And a cheesy little amp
With a sign
caliber, your caliber is deuce deuce
Shoot, y'all niggas can't hang like a loose noose
I get on stage, niggas in my ear like a Bluetooth
And that's
a demo

My recital will form a musical brainstorm
Powerful sound waves where ear drums are torn
The performer recites, competitors ignite
Audiences tonight
phone calls
But I just let it ring and I don't go near it
I turn the volume up so that I can't hear it ring
My ear drums rumble my lungs vibrate
I'm
of my rhyme
Soundwave static, no interference
People applaud by the sight of my appearance
No top hat, Tuxedo or cape
Just me on the m-I-see and a fat
this it`s simple
I drop science on the instrumental
I take seven ill drums put `em in a line
And add seven more snares to make it combine
It`ll take
Listen to the drum, does it make your ears numb? 
Here it comes, here it comes, here it kiddy comes comes 

I'm independent, good to the limit 
Never
As the smoke clears you can hear 

And the ringing in your ears just disappears 

Your body's soft, but you still want more 

You might end up
Denny walley (slide guitar, vocals)
David logeman (drums)
Craig steward (harmonica)
Jimmy carl black (vocals)
Ahmet zappa (vocals)
Moon zappa (vocals)
Fat, black, nasty, who your baby daddy?
Sure as hell ain't Puerto Rican Gates
Name in my ear, real 'til you squeal
You no longer silent, on some